Oh hey, I'm back. Sorry that took forever. Curse my essays; they did indeed kill me. Global warming, The Scarlet Letter… Sigh. Anyways, here we go!
Nick winced when he heard the doors of Coach and Rochelle's rooms slam shut. What a rough night this was going to be. Ellis was in the bathroom singing to his self while peeing. Who the hell sings while peeing, seriously? Nick was sitting on the only bed that was in the room, and sighed. Why couldn't Ellis be a big boy and sleep by himself? Why did he need Nick, of all people, to "sleep with?" As Nick continued to battle questions in his mind, Ellis slipped out of the bathroom.
"All yours!" Ellis grinned. Nick shook his head to gather his thoughts and looked to Ellis, who was practically naked. He jumped back a little as Ellis came closer, his cheeks close to burning from embarrassment, and slight arousal.
"'ello, anyone in there? I said it's all yours!" Ellis said with a somewhat questionable sly grin spread across his face. Ellis's muscles were practically gleaming in Nick's eyes. The blue tattoo that was on his right shoulder stood out even more. Before Nick started drooling all over the place, he cocked an eyebrow before getting up and slightly nudging Ellis to the side. Ellis looked back at Nick. Nick was trying to keep his cool, and not jump the kid.
"Yeah, yeah, I heard ya," Nick mumbled. Fuck, those muscles! They're huge and… Oh my god, stop thinking about them! As Nick shut the bathroom door, he continued to mentally beat himself up. He wasn't supposed to be ogling Ellis. Remember, zombies? People who were dying to bite them? Nick sighed. How was he going to get any sleep tonight? Especially since Ellis was going to be laying right next to him, half naked…. Oh, he did not like where this was going. Maybe he could blame it on the zombies. Yeah, the zombies were the reason for him not being right in the head. It was all the zombies' fault! Yeah, that's it...!
"'I'm too scared to sleep by myself! I wanna sleep with Nick!'" Nick grumbled to himself as he washed his face. At least the water was still working. It felt good against his skin, and he relaxed a little.
Rochelle sat on her bed, giggling to herself. Hey, who said you couldn't have a little fun in a zombie apocalypse?
"Oh my gosh, what if they DO end up doing it? This is so exciting! I haven't been this excited since they offered me that segment!" Rochelle giggled to herself. She pulled out her wallet she still, surprisingly, had, and pulled out her fifty dollars. She planned on winning.
"It's ON, Coach!"
Oh, determination.
Nick opened the bathroom door to find Ellis already tucked in, fast asleep. His clothes were strewn on the floor, which didn't surprise Nick at all, and his shoes next to the bed. Nick frowned and started to pick off his clothes. He stripped down to his boxers, folded his suit up, and put them on a nearby chair. He put his shoes next to the bed, just like Ellis. Nick took one more look at Ellis, and groaned. It was only one night, how hard was it to sleep in the same bed as Ellis? Extremely hard, obviously. He walked over to his side of the bed, and lifted the covers. Immediately, Ellis's eyes opened and his mouth turned to a grin. Nick sighed.
"Finally, I thought'chu fell in the toilet, shoot!" Ellis laughed. Nick forced a chuckle.
"Yeah, well, looks like I made it out alive," Nick said, trying to play along. He was tired, and he wanted to sleep. As long as Ellis was next to him, he knew he wasn't going to get sleep anytime soon. Nick pulled the covers over him, and turned the opposite direction of Ellis.
"'ey, Nick?"
"…Yeah?" Nick replied hesitantly.
"Thanks for lettin' me sleep wit'chu. I know you probably hate it, but I really appreciate it, seriously!" Those were the most honest words that had ever reached Nick's ears. Nick forced back a smile.
"Yeah, no problem. But if you start rubbing up on me, I'm kicking you out," Nick mentally slapped himself and buried his head into his pillow. No, I'd be the one to have to kick out for that shit… Nick frowned. He didn't mean to say that. He was about to apologize when Ellis let out a giggle. Nick quickly turned to look at Ellis, who was staring right back at him, laughing.
"What?" Nick asked with a hint of annoyance. Ellis's hazel-colored eyes started to tear up as his laughs started to grow. This boy…
"What… You just… Said!" Ellis tried to hold back his laughter, obviously failing miserably. Nick frowned.
"And what the hell is so funny about that, huh?" Nick asked. He didn't know what this kid's problem was. Why was he laughing at that? How… Lame.
"Nothin', nothin'…!" Ellis continued to giggle. Nick sighed.
"Goodnight, Overalls," he huffed out before shutting off the lights. He could still hear Ellis giggling as he tried to fall asleep quickly. Unfortunately, Ellis was having none of that. He stopped laughing and grabbed Nick's shoulder, pushing down on it to make Nick face him again. Shit, even Ellis's eyes glimmered in the dark. The small streams of moonlight seeping through the small cracks in the corner of the covered-up window weren't making it any better either.
"What, what?!" Nick growled. He saw Ellis's lips curve into a sly smile.
"Why you goin' to sleep already? Can't we have some fun?" Was it just Nick, or did Ellis's voice sound a tad too seductive? And did he emphasize the word fun a little too much? Nah, it was probably just from him being tired. Yeah… That's it. Blame it on the tiredness…
"Please?" Nick's face turned immediately red. Ellis was sounding really… Weird. Too weird. Like… Seductive, weird. What?
"Wh-what the hell is y-your problem?" Nick stuttered. This was probably the first time in his life where he felt his cool exterior immediately melt away. He was stuck in a bad situation, and man, was it making him horny as hell. He tried to move away from the Southern, which didn't work. Ellis held Nick's shoulder in place. Holy shit, he's strong…!
"But I wanna play…" Ellis trailed off as he moved his face closer to Nick's. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, holy shit! Oh my god, was it just Nick, or was it all of the sudden really hot? Oh geez, oh geez, my boxers feel WAY too tight! Nick closed his eyes, wishing he didn't exist, wishing he was back on that damned riverboat gambling. He felt Ellis tugging on his shoulder.
"Nick..." Ellis whispered. Nick kept his eyes shut as he felt Ellis's breath on his face. His breath was sweet, thanks to the toothpaste that happened to be in the bathroom. It smelled like peppermint. I wonder if it tastes like peppermint too… Nick had a hard time keeping down his erection. So many things were going on in his mind. So many dirty little ideas. Why the hell was Ellis acting like this? And more importantly, WHY THE HELL WERE ELLIS'S HANDS ON THE HEM OF HIS BOXERS?!
"Woah, woah, woah!" Nick yelled as he tried to move the southern's hands. Too bad Ellis happened to be stronger than Nick. Thank, you goddamned automobiles, thanks. Then Ellis did the unexpected (well, at this point, Nick didn't know what the hell to expect anymore after that crazy voice); he kissed him on the cheek, and laughed.
"Just wanted to get'chour attention to say 'night," Ellis giggled as he removed his hands from the hem of Nick's boxers. Nick was dead. But his erection sure wasn't. Wh-wha-
"What..." Nick muttered. Ellis stuck his tongue out in a childish manner.
"You're so cute when you're all flustered an' stuff!" Ellis laughed. Ugh, don't call me cute! Then Nick's hard-on decided to take over and he decided to shut Ellis up for good. Until he wanted to hear him, that was.
"You should see yo-" And it happened. Nick finally did it. He finally shut that southern fool up good. With his mouth. Ellis made a little noise as Nick bit his lip. I'll teach this kid to mess with me. Ellis gasped, which made a perfect entrance for Nick's tongue. Nick's tongue found Ellis's tongue, and immediately they begun to wrestle for dominance. I'm surprised he hasn't pulled away. And his mouth really does taste like peppermint. Ellis made a little noise that sounded kind of like a moan to Nick, and Nick decided immediately he wanted to hear more of that, even louder. He got them, but they were muffled since, well, their mouths were pressed together. Nick enjoyed them nonetheless. Their tongues continued to wrestle, until Ellis's lungs decided to remind him they needed air. Ellis pulled away from Nick, breathing in and out harshly, as Nick did the same. Nick hadn't been this turned on since he went to Vegas. Ellis smirked, which caught Nick off guard. Immediately, Nick felt those hands again on his boxers, this time grabbing his erection.
"So you do wanna play with me."
Finally. Okay, lemon coming next chapter. Sorry for making Nick a little OOC. Meh, whatever! Hooray! This is so exciting. Hope ya'll like it. I know I did when I was writing it. Whoo! Uh, oh, naughty Ellis for the win! Man, I am SO going to enjoy writing the next chapter. Thanks for reading!
